letra de aspen - young dolph & key glock
[intro: young dolph]
bandplay
yeah, yeah
okay, okay
[chorus: young dolph]
stay out my way, i’ll pop you like an aspirin (watch out)
trap n-gga on the way to aspen (aspen)
smoke the best weed and spent millions on fashion (stylin’)
i cash the chicken, went ballin’ in aspen (colorado)
grew up f-cked up, now i’m havin’ (yeah, yeah)
don’t make me book you for a closed casket (yeah, yeah)
drop a bag on ya ass and go to aspen (aspen)
i just dropped off sixty bags in the aston (martin)
[verse 1: young dolph]
she in my past tense (woo), but she a bad b-tch (woo)
smoke the blunt and count my money, started dancin’ (woo)
my b-tch so jealous, she said “who the f-ck you dancin’ with?” (d-mn)
bandplay, that’s who i’m runnin’ up the bands with (ayy)
free all of my mans that’s locked down in the can (free my dawgs)
shout-out to thе opps ’cause them my number onе fans (super p-ssy)
all my old hoes know i miss them the most
we made it out the trenches, grab a bottle, let’s make a toast
i woke up this morning, smokin’ big blunts in my dior robes (yeah)
i got six karats a piece of vs in my earlobes (yeah)
i got n-ggas with me on go everywhere that i go (yeah)
today, i just might be the freshest n-gga on the whole globe (cabana)
[chorus: young dolph]
stay out my way, i’ll pop you like an aspirin (watch out)
trap n-gga on the way to aspen (aspen)
smoke the best weed and spent millions on fashion (stylin’)
i cash the chicken, went ballin’ in aspen (colorado)
grew up f-cked up, now i’m havin’ (yeah, yeah)
don’t make me book you for a closed casket (yeah, yeah)
drop a bag on ya ass and go to aspen (aspen)
i just dropped off sixty bags in the aston (martin)
[verse 2: key glock]
i just jumped off quarantine to get a back in (let’s go, let’s go)
trap n-gga, still pop you like a advil (yeah, you know)
huh, yeah, b-tch, you know i’m the sh-t, i get my accent (yup)
first time gettin’ locked up, i had took some bags to nashville (woah)
now, fast forward that, your boy in aspen
i’m rockin’ me a mink, my fanta pink, i bought my ratchet
i’m straight up out the street, no, i can’t ski, but i can back in (yup)
i’m ten toes to the death of me, i put that on my patent (yeah)
yeah, i be k!llin’ all my opps and i be k!llin’ fashion
i never leave the house without my glock, it’ll never happen (uh-uh)
my neck and wrist is colorado rocky, yes, i’m havin’ it
i’m cut throat to the bone, i hope you n-ggas understand me, b-tch
[chorus: young dolph]
stay out my way, i’ll pop you like an aspirin (watch out)
trap n-gga on the way to aspen (aspen)
smoke the best weed and spent millions on fashion (stylin’)
i cash the chicken, went ballin’ in aspen (colorado)
grew up f-cked up, now i’m havin’ (yeah, yeah)
don’t make me book you for a closed casket (yeah, yeah)
drop a bag on ya ass and go to aspen (aspen)
i just dropped off sixty bags in the aston (martin)
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